. . .
maybe I should have known that .
just a little jarring to see first thing in the morning , I guess .
( counting the corpses -- must be at least twenty . )
oh, these?
hardly.
they remain from the sins of that lostbelt, the actual innocent ones are playing elsewhere.
[ grips their hobby horse ]
these are the fae that trick & kill you, emotionless.
[ a large war hammer shaped as a hobby horse, the universe began to crush down fae creatures with it -- blood & broken bones splattering like rain. there's something like beauty in it as their feet became mothlike, wings sprouted from their back ]
nothing like a morning walk...
' a HERMIT .แฃ.แฃ you do know who yer' talkin' to , right .แฃ '
maybe he was spending more time in his forge than before . . . it was the first time he'd laid eyes upon the rลnin in quite a while .
' anyways, I need this space to train . unless you plan on gettin' in the
--
That ronin was as carefree as usual, leaning back, eating a couple of dango while tilting her head slightly, enjoying teasing him a little.
โ โ ใเผบ ๐พ๐ค๐ข๐ ๐ค๐ฃ, ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ฅ๐จ...
โโ โ โโ โ โ
' makes no difference ta' me . '
ocular muscles twitch at the sudden expansion of her presence within his personal space . in any other scenario , he would push them away , but that would do more harm than good, he thought .
' I don't like yer' tone , anyway . say it to me
--
โ โ
His hostility and indifference only provoked her to go further with her antics. A step forth was made, invading his personal space with no regards for his comfort. Peering deep into his eyes โcome now, thatโs not how you greet a lady.โ
โ โ
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ahem
love you guys, but a lot of extenuating factors have led to me to think that maybe this verse isn't for me--or at least that I have to take a break from writing as a whole
bye for now :)